Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation Chapter 1869 1032: Compensation Amount

Outside the classroom, East Balcony.

Lin Jingwen, the leader of the Samsung crisis response team, was watching the high school student named Ma Shicheng.

She felt she might not have been clear enough just now: "Since your phone has enabled logging, the daily chat records can be restored from the cloud."

She smirked slightly, her body leaning forward a bit. Her perfume was faint but pleasant: "Young man, you wouldn't want others to see your privacy, would you?"

Her lips curved slightly, but there was no hint of a smile in her sharp phoenix eyes.

Ma Shicheng: "It doesn't matter, my information was already sold by my cousin anyway."

Lin Jingwen felt a bit troubled; this high school student was mature and not at all like an ordinary high school student. If this were South Korea, those high school students would have long said 'Mianhamnida' (sorry)."

She continued: "Of course, we absolutely respect privacy. We just hope you can cooperate by handing over your phone for us to handle with professional means. Otherwise, exposed to the air, chemical substances will continue to release toxic heavy metals. You wouldn't want your classmates to be…"

Upon hearing this, Shan Qingrong and Director Yan's eyes twitched, involuntarily thinking of the class treasure of Class 8.

However, they were teachers, after all, so they kept silent.

Shan Qingrong was actually quite confused. When he received a call from Samsung today, he thought it was a scam call. It was only after An Chan from the office explained that he understood the internet was full of Samsung news.

'Incredible…' Shan Qingrong glanced at Ma Shicheng, feeling emotional.

When Ma Shicheng heard Lin Jingwen, he pulled out an oval, inflated power bank from his pocket, which turned out to be Liu Chuandao's Roman bomb.

Ma Shicheng: "I'm not scared at all."

Lin Jingwen, the senior elite in the workplace who usually paid great attention to the quality of life, almost took half a step back upon seeing this.

She only used high-end items like Anker's power banks.

Lin Jingwen didn't speak threatening words again. She exchanged a glance with the legal affairs officer, and soon, the legal officer pulled a document from a briefcase.

"Student, we understand you're scared. So, the company has specially approved a care compensation, thirty thousand yuan, and this top-spec Samsung S6 for you."

Ma Shicheng smiled. Thirty thousand yuan was a lot, but with such a big risk, how could he only earn this much?

"What are the conditions?" he asked.

Lin Jingwen opened the document and pointed to the last page with her fingernail: "Sign it, promising not to release any information related to this incident again. If you breach the contract…"

"A fine of five million must be paid, and you will bear all legal responsibilities."

Shan Qingrong frowned: "Five million, you really dare to ask."

Lin Jingwen just glanced at Shan Qingrong, a 40-year-old teacher at an ordinary high school.

The legal officer beside her said: "This is the best solution. Hand over the phone to us, and then sign."

Upon hearing this, Ma Shicheng scratched his ear and sighed: "My family owes five hundred thousand. My parents are so worried they can't sleep. Thirty thousand yuan can't solve my family's problems."

Lin Jingwen thought to herself: 'Really greedy.'

She exchanged another glance with the legal officer and then said: "Let us see the phone."

Ma Shicheng: "Okay."

He walked to the back door of the classroom and shouted: "Dan Xiao, bring the stuff out."

Dan Xiao laughed sheepishly: "Coming, coming."

Ma Shicheng and Dan Xiao had some friendship. Knowing Dan Xiao was steady and skilled, giving him the critical scrap phone was undoubtedly reliable.

Dan Xiao walked to the East Balcony. Under the watchful eyes of a few people, he unwrapped the layers of old newspaper from the broken bag, revealing the black phone remnants wrapped in a sealed bag.

The next moment, a pair of cold hands suddenly clasped Dan Xiao's wrist.

The burly, silent man beside him, carrying a silver briefcase, fixed his hawk-like gaze on him.

He dashed up, sweeping a big hand toward the sealed bag, his movements so practiced they seemed a thousand times rehearsed.

The technical staff always carried an explosion-proof case with GPS tracking. Once the phone was inside, they could leave immediately.

Who has time to waste words with you?

But his countless trained movements failed against an honest and naive high school student.

Dan Xiao's hands were as nimble as a cobra. A slight twist, he freed himself from Lin Jingwen's grasp, lifted the sealed bag just enough to evade the technician's clutch.

The amazement in the technician's eyes met Dan Xiao's calm and composed look.

Ma Shicheng clapped and praised on the side: "Elegant, so elegant!"

Dan Xiao humbly replied: "I almost couldn't dodge too."

Lin Jingwen's group was frustrated, their expressions less than pleasant.

The technician sweated: "I underestimated just now."

Who would have thought this young guy could dodge?

Ma Shicheng waved his hand dismissively, indicating them to leave: "If you don't want to negotiate, then forget it."

"Two hundred thousand." Lin Jingwen suddenly said.

"Two hundred thousand is the maximum I can accept."

Though Samsung Company is big, it's very stingy with personal compensation. Normally, it's within ten thousand, and hush money is also within one hundred thousand, with only special threats getting a bit more.

Ma Shicheng thought this number was enough, and he nodded: "Okay, bring the agreement."

He called Chen Qian over to help review the contract.

Lin Jingwen, meanwhile, was on a call with her superior to confirm the compensation amount.

Chen Qian occasionally pointed out issues: "The breach of contract liability is too heavy, and also this confidentiality agreement is too broad. What if someone asks?"

In the end, Ma Shicheng still signed it.

A few minutes later, Ma Shicheng, looking at the amount transferred to his bank card, signaled Dan Xiao to hand over the phone.

Dan Xiao was completely bewildered: 'What, I just handed over two hundred thousand myself.'